Lincoln walked into his home feeling defeated, his heart heavy with the weight of losing Carina. His grandmother, Alice, looked up from her knitting, noticing the sadness in his eyes.

"Did you find her?" she asked softly, already sensing the answer.

Lincoln shook his head, feeling the tears start to form in his eyes. "No, I couldn't find her. I looked everywhere."

Alice got up from her chair and walked over to her grandson, embracing him in a warm hug. "It's alright, Lincoln. You did your best."

Lincoln tried to compose himself, wiping away the tears that were starting to fall. "Why did she leave, Grandma? Why did she just...